Only 5 minutes into the second quarter, and there are still 7 minutes left, and the SuperSonics have already scored 20 points with a 100% shooting rate, which not only erased the 7-point advantage that the Wizards had fought hard in the first quarter, but even surpassed it by as much as 5 points!

What's even more terrifying is that these 20 points all come from the same person.

Supersonic No. 23, Lin Dong!

In 5 minutes, a person scored 20 points, and only used 7 shots, 4 3-pointers, 2 2-pointers and 4 free throws, except for the 3 free throws that are not counted in the shooting statistics, the shooting rate is as high as 100%!

What kind of firepower is this? What kind of scoring ability is this?

Other All-Star players might have taken 48 minutes to get the stats, but this guy only took 7 shots in 5 minutes!

Oh, my God......

That kid is very arrogant and dares to provoke the home fans one after another, but to be honest, what can you do in the face of such a provocation?

People just can score, you scold and score, you cheer in, it's all kinds of goals, the harder you scold, the more goals! It's to rub your home team directly on the ground...... And what can your impotent barking show other than to show your own madness?

The arena fell silent.

Jordan's eyes were as cold as ice.

"Ron!" He said coldly, "You go to guard against Peyton!" ”

Everyone on the Wizards team was slightly stunned, and it could be seen that Jordan was really angry, and he couldn't tolerate a first-year rookie putting a silencer in his arena, let alone making it easy for such a guy to get what he wanted in the Finals.

The god of basketball is going to take action himself!

"No!"

There aren't many people on the Wizards team who dare to stand up to Jordan, but Atay is definitely one of them.

Artest's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Lin Dong at this time.

"BOSS, give me another chance!" Artest gritted his teeth and said, "I'll guard against him, I can, I'm going to prevent that kid's!" ”

"......" Jordan looked at him coldly, if this was not the finals, he felt that he had smashed the basketball in this guy's face, where did a loser have the confidence to defend against other people's? It's just no self-knowledge!

But it's still a little bloody.

Reason tells him to choose to believe at this time, to give confidence to his teammates.

Although he could see that Lin Dong had now completely entered the state, which was not something Artest could prevent, even conceding another goal at this time was better than destroying the confidence of a teammate.

But in his heart, he decided that Artest couldn't prevent it, and his own disgust with this kind of guy who can only talk big, but Jordan blurted out without thinking: "If you can't do it, get out of here, do you hear clearly?" Rookie! ”

Knowing that you can't do anything, you will concede a goal but you can give confidence to your teammates; Between not conceding the ball but undermining the confidence of my teammates, the basketball gods chose me to do it all......

Artest was stunned, obviously he didn't expect that he would do his best for the team, but in exchange for such a sentence.

There is no trust and no respect.

But after all, he has been in the Wizards for more than half a year, and he still knows Michael's temperament very well, not to mention that at this moment, it is the most important thing to kill Lin Dong first and play the value that he should match.

He nodded, a hint of fierceness flashing in his eyes.

The Wizards' ball possession, relying on Artest's blocking, Yao Ming smoothly entered the paint area, and the stable positional battle was obviously the advantage of the Wizards, Yao Ming dunked Sakuragi under Jordan's passing and scored 2 points.

40:43, which is considered to have stopped the bleeding somewhat for the wizards.

But the two points did not bring back the excitement of the home stadium, and after a symbolic applause, the fans all stared nervously at the opponent's No. 23 in a dark green jersey.

It's been 20 points in a row, will this guy continue?

Payton held the ball past the midfield, and before he could share the ball, Artest had already wrapped himself directly around Lin Dong.

Sakuragi Hanami's kind of move to defend against Da Yao, Qi is just Qi is using such a trick against a center, but for a defender like Atai who can defend from the No. 2 position to the No. 4 position, such a winding pressing is just a routine operation.

Just as soon as he got close, Lin Dong could feel the defensive intensity from Artest, which was already a little different from before.

The action was much bigger, and the encirclement of those two arms almost didn't pick up Lin Dong directly, and the fierce and cold meaning in his eyes also directly rose to the previous two grades.

"Asian kid, it won't be so easy anymore!" He put it in Lin Dong's ear and said threateningly: "If you have a kind, you can go over and try it!" I'm going to scrap you! Break your Asian legs! ”

Started trash talking? Planning to go on a personal attack?

Lin Dong laughed.

As a boxer, this is what I'm not afraid of, although I am eager for a high-intensity duel, but if the other party wants to make it easier for him, it will never mind.

"With your little pink fist?" Lin Dong laughed and teased him: "Then you have to wear a fist glove, otherwise your finger bones will be broken." ”

W, w, watfak?!

Atai was stunned, he really never thought that this 19-year-old Asian would dare to speak cruelly to him, a famous villain in the alliance?

Is this Asian bastard mocking himself for being a sissy?

A flush quickly spread from Artest's neck at a visible rate, and quickly crawled all over his face.

Doesn't this kid know how to write dead words? I'm Fack......

Before Artest's scolding words could finish in his mind, Lin Dong in front of him suddenly shook and took advantage of his stunned mind to rush out directly from his side.

Tricked!

realized that the other party was deliberately distracting himself, and then he took the opportunity to get rid of his Artest.

Airplanes!

His brain exploded with a buzz.

This Asian is humiliating him! Humiliating him in the most vicious language!

What kind of pink fist to humiliate him for not being manly, humiliating him for being a sissy, and even humiliating his IQ with the indiscriminate trick of distracting Dafa by talking!

Artest went berserk.

At this moment, what bullshit finals, what money, what value, in the face of this humiliation and Artest's crazy anger surging into his brain, are all floating clouds.

Don't care about any defensive moves, Artest didn't even think about it, he started directly, and his two hands slammed towards the swaying figure in front of him, and directly grabbed Lin Dong's arm when Lin Dong had already gotten rid of him, and then pulled back with all his strength, accompanied by a roar that he had lost his mind.

"Falk squid! Biqi! ”

This action, this roar, is completely out of control of the roar of a wild bear, so big that it is impossible to say.

Although Lin Dong was already on guard, in the face of Artest's brute force, he was finally pulled and 'flew', and his center of gravity was thrown back wildly, until Artest let go, snorted back a few steps, and almost sat down.

The whole stadium was stunned, and the referee was also stunned, and hurriedly blew the whistle.

Honk!

The home whistle is the home whistle, but that is only based on some ambiguous penalties can be biased towards the home field, but such a scale, even if it is the home field, it is impossible not to blow it, and the referee license is sorry if he is not revoked.

But before the referee could shout the penalty result, Artest had already rushed towards Lin Dong like an angry lion, directly hitting his head and chest against his chest.

Lin Dong smiled and raised his hand, turning his face to the side, so as not to get his spitting saliva.

“Come on! Come on！ Artest roared at Lin Dong angrily, pushing Lin Dong back with his head and body.

The people around were taken aback by this sudden change, and Jordan, who was closest to him, was stunned, the last chance he gave, this idiot used it like this?

Payton, Iguodala, and Brent were still a little far away from Lin Dong's position at this time, and they hurriedly ran over to this side in surprise, and there was almost a riot on the bench on the sidelines, and all the substitutes jumped up.

And Sakuragi Hanamichi, who was still entangled with Yao Ming, was wide-eyed in an instant.

"Wow, yes!" Sakuragi Hanamichi directly left Yao Ming and came here for a 100-meter sprint.

Disputes and frictions on the pitch are actually quite common, and usually, there are always a few people in a team who have a good relationship with the 'conflicted' person who want to come out to give their brothers a head, but it is the first time that Artest has seen Supersound react so quickly and so neatly and fiercely.

Especially the Japanese red-haired boy, who rushed over with red eyes, gave Artest the feeling that he was not here to persuade him, but to rush over to kill himself.

Terrifying momentum......

Even if a wicked man is like Artest, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat at this time, and he scared his anger back by two points, and subconsciously didn't dare to continue to go to Ding Lindong.

But the real problem is that redheads aren't the most fierce......

Call!

Boom!

A large, unknown piece flew right from the supersonic bench and slammed into Artest's back with a thud.

As strong as Artest, at this time, he only felt a sharp pain in his back, and he screamed 'ah' in pain.

It was only then that the others saw the thing fall to the ground, smashing the floor twice.

Then, the entire MCI center was stunned, and everyone was stunned.

Battle, tactical board?! Can this thing be used to smash people?

Damn, is the supersonic coach so brave?

(End of chapter)